【HP】Elvira’s Unicorn Garden

Inside the auditorium is a simulated starry sky, composed of many candles suspended in the air.

At the front of the auditorium are the seats for the faculty and staff, and below are four long tables, corresponding in order to Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin.

It would be no exaggeration to say that the auditorium during the opening dinner was bustling with people.

On the long Slytherin table, Alice and Tom looked at each other, and their hands held each other tighter under the long table.

Winston poked the plate in front of him casually with his fork, his eyes fixed on a certain figure among the freshmen.

Albus was holding a roll of parchment in his hand, a high stool beside him, and an extremely worn-looking wizard's hat.

The wizard's hat suddenly cracked, and then he sang his own song in the auditorium, "Put it on me, and I will tell you which college you belong to."

"You may have courage, courage and generosity. You will belong to Gryffindor. There is courage buried in your heart. Being in Gryffindor will make you even more outstanding."

"You may be a tough and honest person who is not afraid of hardships. You will belong to Hufflepuff, where the people are upright and loyal."

"Maybe you have a shrewd mind and you will enter Ravenclaw House, where there are many wise and knowledgeable people, and you will meet similar people there."

"Perhaps, you will enter Slytherin House, where you may make sincere friends, but cunning and insidious people will use any means to achieve their goals."

"Wear me and I will give you good choices."

The Sorting Hat ended his speech and seemed to snort slightly. Albus glanced at the little carrot head in front of him gently: "Now I will read your names. Those who read their names will come up and sit on the high heels." On the bench, I will put a hat on your head, don’t be afraid, it will determine which college you will belong to.”

"Lawley Akers." The first person whose name was called was a little boy with freckles on his face.

The little boy looked around nervously, and finally trotted to the high stool and sat down. After sitting down, he quietly recited what his family told him before setting off, "Gryffindor, Gryffindor..."

Albus gently comforted the nervous little boy, and the hat in his hand was placed on the little boy's head.

"Gryffindor!"

Gryffindor burst into loud noises to welcome the new member. After his hat was taken off, the little boy stood up in surprise and trotted to the Gryffindor table.

"Jamie Frangall." The young boy walked up silently, his eyes almost hidden under his bangs.

"Ravenclaw!"

The long Ravenclaw table burst into applause. The young boy seemed to look back at the place where he came from, and then went to Ravenclaw where he belonged without looking back.

"Letoria Greengrass."

For the boy from the pure-blood family, it didn’t take long for the Sorting Hat to give the result, “Slytherin!”

"Chrissy Slomank." Albus paused when he read the name.

He saw the little girl in the freshman class looking nervously here. The paleness on the little girl's face was still there, and her little hands under the robe were tightly squeezing the sleeve corners of the little boy next to her.

His Vivian crossed the protective layer built by Grindelwald for the first time, and felt overwhelming malice for the first time.

"Gryffindor!"

The Gryffindor table burst into applause again. Chris lowered her head and walked towards the direction of the Gryffindor table, not daring to look at Elvira in the crowd.

"Vivian, don't be sad." Abraxas took out his hand and rubbed the top of the little girl's soft hair, "We will not separate."

The little girl nodded, but the feeling of loss in her heart never dissipated for a long time.

She and Chris were separated from now on.

"Rollis Gaunt."

When Albus thought of Rollis's name, the corners of the black-haired boy's lips curved slightly, and he turned to Abraxas and the little girl. Rudolph's gloomy face when they were together was stained with a little softness. "I'm going up."

"Awaiting your results," Abraxas responded.

Rollis walked to the high stool and turned around to sit down. The Sorting Hat almost didn't have any time to think before the Sorting Hat replied, "Slytherin!"

The Slytherin table burst into applause. This was an answer that had no suspense at all.

The Gaunt family is said to have an indelible relationship with the founder of Slytherin, Salazar Slytherin.

"Rudolph Lestrange."

The unruly young man restrained the sharpness hidden in his brown eyes, looked down at Avila, who was almost shrinking next to Abraxas, and his voice softened unconsciously, "I'm waiting for you. oh."

There is no doubt that Lestrange, one of the largest pure-blood families, belongs to Slytherin.

"Abraxas Malfoy."

The moment the boy's name was read out, the entire auditorium had almost guessed the next answer.

Slytherin.

The little girl nervously grabbed the corner of the boy's clothes. Abraxas rubbed the top of the little girl's hair and whispered softly, "It's okay Vivian, no matter which college you are in, I will never leave you."

Avila let go of her hand and stared at the little boy walking towards the high stool.

The Sorting Hat barely touched the top of the little boy's hair before shouting the answer, "Slytherin!"

Malfoy, the leader of the British pure-blood family, is an extreme pure-blood activist.

How could such a noble pure-blood family go anywhere other than Slytherin?

"Elvira Grindelwald." Albus thought out the name he cared about most.

The moment the name fell, the entire auditorium fell into silence, and the noisy and whispering people were quiet at this moment.

Almost everyone focused on the little girl walking towards the high stool step by step.

The third Grindelwald at Hogwarts.

"Don't be afraid, Vivian, I'm watching." Albus comforted the little girl, "Don't think about anything, don't listen to anything, okay."

Albus put the magic hat on the little girl.

At the moment when the magic hat covered half of the little girl's head, Elvira felt as if something had invaded her brain, weird, but not repulsive.

"Another Grindelwald, well... it's really rare for such a family to have such a blank slate."

"Possessing wisdom, but also courage, um... gentleness, the purest child I have ever seen, where do you belong, child." The extremely old voice had a touch of cheerful tone, but it also revealed Kindness, "How about Hufflepuff, you'd fit right in there."